You want resolutions? I got yer resolutions right here.
I will drop 20 pounds.
I will write a novel. (It doesn't have to be good.)
I will record an album of original music (that is, twelve finished songs - I probably won't release it except as maybe free mp3s) and will ideally collaborate with Dogslife on at least one track. (Anybody else in my SG circle is welcome to contribute as well.) And I won't buy any new gear to do it.
I will record my own sound effects library. (Probably something uninteresting like fabric foley, but I tend to need really good fabric foley and don't have any really great source to edit.)
I will have a better year than I did in 2004.
Ready?
Go!
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Update:
I went to Ikea today and they didn't have ANYTHING that I wanted. (Well, not in stock, that is.) They had a wardrobe that I didn't know I wanted. I may have to rearrange my room to accommodate it. But I wanted a spiffy magazine rack for my bathroom. Nada. I needed some picture frames, which they had in every conceivable size except the half-dozen I needed.
Fuckshits.
The girl and I are probably gonna rent a cargo van and go back next week. She needs a dresser and a new computer desk, and renting the van will cost much less than having the stuff shipped.
(Shipping from the nearest Ikea is over a hundred bucks, and we're practically throwing distance. Good lord.)
In g33k news, I just logged off from another fun night spent playing World of Warcraft. One of the mechanics of the game is that there are two factions - the Alliance (Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes) and the Horde (Orcs, Undead, Trolls, that sort of thing). They effectively live on different continents and don't see too much of one another. However, every once in a while, one group or the other will organize a big, high-level raiding party, and go rain hell on an unsuspecting town of the opposing faction. One such massive raid took place tonight, on a particularly nasty scale.
This prompted one person to ask in the general chat channel: "What made them attack?"
Being a smartass (and, I like to think, a quick thinker), I immediately replied: "They hate our freedom."
I had a good laugh. The girl had a good laugh. A couple of others had a good laugh. And then the general chat channel quickly dissolved into vitriolic political diatribes coming from a thinktank made up of people with nothing better to do on a Saturday night than play Warcraft. (Yes, I know, I'm in that group.)
Jesus fucking CUPCAKES people... it was just a joke.
And I thought it was funny.
I will drop 20 pounds.
I will write a novel. (It doesn't have to be good.)
I will record an album of original music (that is, twelve finished songs - I probably won't release it except as maybe free mp3s) and will ideally collaborate with Dogslife on at least one track. (Anybody else in my SG circle is welcome to contribute as well.) And I won't buy any new gear to do it.
I will record my own sound effects library. (Probably something uninteresting like fabric foley, but I tend to need really good fabric foley and don't have any really great source to edit.)
I will have a better year than I did in 2004.
Ready?
Go!
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Update:
I went to Ikea today and they didn't have ANYTHING that I wanted. (Well, not in stock, that is.) They had a wardrobe that I didn't know I wanted. I may have to rearrange my room to accommodate it. But I wanted a spiffy magazine rack for my bathroom. Nada. I needed some picture frames, which they had in every conceivable size except the half-dozen I needed.
Fuckshits.
The girl and I are probably gonna rent a cargo van and go back next week. She needs a dresser and a new computer desk, and renting the van will cost much less than having the stuff shipped.
(Shipping from the nearest Ikea is over a hundred bucks, and we're practically throwing distance. Good lord.)
In g33k news, I just logged off from another fun night spent playing World of Warcraft. One of the mechanics of the game is that there are two factions - the Alliance (Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes) and the Horde (Orcs, Undead, Trolls, that sort of thing). They effectively live on different continents and don't see too much of one another. However, every once in a while, one group or the other will organize a big, high-level raiding party, and go rain hell on an unsuspecting town of the opposing faction. One such massive raid took place tonight, on a particularly nasty scale.
This prompted one person to ask in the general chat channel: "What made them attack?"
Being a smartass (and, I like to think, a quick thinker), I immediately replied: "They hate our freedom."
I had a good laugh. The girl had a good laugh. A couple of others had a good laugh. And then the general chat channel quickly dissolved into vitriolic political diatribes coming from a thinktank made up of people with nothing better to do on a Saturday night than play Warcraft. (Yes, I know, I'm in that group.)
Jesus fucking CUPCAKES people... it was just a joke.
And I thought it was funny.
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I would love to be on your album - although playing alongside pros like you and dogslife will probably underscore my general suckiness. You can edit out my parts afterward, though, if it sounds truly terrible.
Now that's the kind of humour that could get me playing videogames.